Winter has arrived and LOOPHOLE is making moves south to warmer climes... Reaching south from San Francisco to Monterey on 'Black Friday' as the first leg in a journey from Norhtenr California to a new life in Hawaii.
After an enjoyable Thanksgiving holiday spent with friends in Alameda and Berkeley, it quickly came time to leave. I had originally planned to sail to Sausalito on the Friday after Thanksgiving and then wait for a weather window to leave San Francisco for Hawaii. After watching the weather closely during the previous two weeks, it became abundantly clear that I needed to get south before I could get west and that getting south of Point Conception was the top priority in getting a window to get Loophole to Hawaii. Vaguely reminiscent of sailing MONGO down the Oregon coast in winter, the weather scenario has developed into a continous procession of winter storms marching across the Pacific. Jumping south on little windows of northerly breeze and high-pressure in between fronts, I am doing the same wrong-season harbor hopping that I did on MONGO; just a bit further down the same coast.
There's no turning back now. I've packed up all of my things, set sail out of the Golden Gate, hung a left and began makimg my way to a new life in Hawaii. Bittersweet right now.
The morning after Thanksiving - 'Black Friday' as it's known - I departed Alameda for Monterey. A shower, quick tidy-up, final pump-out of the holding tank and then turning in a marina key and I was out of Marina Village by 10 am, even including a nice send-off from my friends Rob and Ladonna. Motoring against a small flood, LOOPHOLE made her way out of the estuary for the last time and then began sailing towards the Bay Bridge. Arriving in central Bay near high tide at 11:42 am, I pulled into the fuel dock, took on 4.2 gallons and then made my way for the Golden Gate. In a building ebb, I was sucked out of the Gate and was able to sail soon afterwards. With main and genoa and the still builing favorable tide, LOOPHOLE made rapid progress out to the expanses of the Pacific before making a left turn and heading south. Screaming past Ocean Beach and Pacifica at 6-7 knots over ground, night fell before Half Moon Bay